It Bleeds. It Breathes.
What Stands Before Us, Is Not A Machine.
It Breathes, It Will Bleed, And It Will Dream.

Its Body Is Covered In Hundreds Of Wires.
And A Mouth That Attempts To Speak
It Attempts to Lie.
Only Murmurs
Collapse From Its Jaws.
And A World, A World Without.
A World Without You
But I Rise. The Dead Will Pride.
It Breathes, Beyond This Life.
So Sleep, Sleep Among us and Hesitate No More.
Entombment Of A Machine.
We Kneel And We Plead For No Mourning Ahead Of Us.
With Only Delayed Movements From Its Figure We All Begin To Strain.
Entombment Of A Machine.
Entombment Of A Machine.
What Stands Before Us Is Not A Machine.
What Stands Before Us Is Not A Machine.

My Legs Weaken At The Sight Of This Damaged Program.
This Program Kept You Breathing.
It Kept You Alive.
These Circuits Diffused Once More.

Its Body Is Covered In Hundreds Of Wires.
Only Murmurs Collapse From Its Scream.

Entombment Of A Machine.

But I Saw It Die.
But I Saw it Die.
But I Saw It Dead.
But I saw It Die.
We Saw It Die.
We Watched It Die!